>   I'm finally back in here, after a hub change. I had forgotten to change
 > the main AKA, so Internet Rex got constipated, and I had to give it an
 > enema. More than likely, my head was so far up my butt that I could see
 > my throat...and what's why my eyes are so brown. 

Glad to see you again!  Rectal-Cranial Inversion Syndrome(RCIS) is nothing to
joke about -- look how many politiciuans suffer from it daily. . .

 >  GP> A couple of New Jersey hunters are out in the woods when one of them
 >  GP> falls to the ground. He doesn’t seem to be breathing and his eyes 
have
 >  GP> rolled back in his head. The other guy whips out his mobile phone and
 >  GP> calls the emergency services. He gasps to the operator: “My friend is
 >  GP> dead! What can I do?” The operator, in a soothing voice, says: “Just
 >  GP> take it easy. I can help. First, let’s make sure he’s dead.” There is 
a
 >  GP> silence, then a shot is heard. The guy’s voice comes back on the 
line.
 >  GP> He says: “OK, now what?”

 >   They got their hunting license from a Cracker Jack box.

Remember Cracker Jacks? I'm guessing they're illegal now, like Kinder Eggs. 
:P 

Because parents are too afraid of little Johnny & Janie to tell them not to
eat the non-food items they find in a candy package.

But here's a shiny new Hello Kitty AK47 for your 5th birthday. Do you love me
NOW? 

Parenting isn't a game -- it's a very serious responsibility & obligation.

Now the only thing left of Cracker Jacks is that idiom. . .

Although, I have seen ancient(age unknown) boxes in one of my local dollar
stores; I'm afraid to buy one & try it. . .

& the ever required ObJokes:

Q: Why do sharks only swim in salt water? (Got this is a Cracker Jack box)
A: Because pepper water makes them sneeze!

Q: What do call a KKK member that steals your car right in front of you?
A: A cracker jack.

Your friend,

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Cyberpope, Bishop of ROM
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